http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ No matter where you go, there you are. en-us Kristin J. and Hugh G. Johnson The players in Hugh's Greyhawk Campaign Copyright 2007, Kristin J. Johnson. All Rights Reserved. 2003-12-22T10:14:38-05:00 weekly 7 2000-01-01T05:00-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000252.php The battle ended, successfully, with Ghelt pulling the “imposters” out of the mirrored realm, at which point they disappeared. Pockets was still confused by the whole incident and ran back into the mirrored realm. After resting, our remaining heroes trudged back through, following Watch, who successfully tracked Pockets—who had died while apparently trying to rescue Valon from the clutches of Durll and his minions. In a heated battle in which Aramil also made the ultimate... (192 words) 252@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Adventures, DM's Notes & Maps wererat 2003-12-22T10:14:38-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000251.php Well, we found Pockets. He had fallen down a big chute. Naturally, rather than trying to pull him back up, we all chose to follow him down. Luckily, there was an exit from the underground cistern. When we followed it, we ended up in a room with a not so friendly creature - a basilisk! I summoned some dire bears to fight the thing, so I wouldn't have to. That seemed to do the job,... (201 words) 251@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Fafnir's Journal Fafnir 2003-12-21T12:10:24-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000250.php Earthday, Wealsun 6, 592 CY, continued Apparently, Pockets got caught in another trap and went down a water slide as I was banishing the water elemental. Fafnir cast a spell to see what was where Pockets was last seen— he saw a latch on the other side of a trapdoor with a wet chute. No Pockets. We got Watch to use mage hand to prop the trapdoor open; Aramil then used his rapier to prevent... (720 words) 250@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Drusilia's Journal wererat 2003-12-12T16:30:52-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000249.php Dearest Grun, Once again, everything got hectic enough that I'm writing you several notes, days after the event! We began the next morning with a trip to the stone elf. Drusilia wanted to try to turn him back to flesh - apparently she does have the ability, but feared that the statue of "pockets" had been too burned and melted during the battle to restore him to both flesh and health! Although the elf turned... (1139 words) 249@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Ghelt's Journal LabRatKate 2003-12-11T11:49:35-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000248.php After some discussion we opened the trap door Pockets fell into and one by one we all jumped down. We found ourselves in a small room up to our waists in water. Dru was nice enough to give some light and I decided to munch on some snacks while Pockets did his thing. Eventually a way was found to leave and we walked northwest down this passageway. We came to another large room. I stayed... (281 words) 248@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Aramil's Journal Klomasha 2003-12-08T12:21:17-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000247.php Well, we have continued on into the dungeon. It seems that the stone golem was on it last legs, as a couple swings from Ghelt put an end to it. We then proceeded to explore further. Pockets seems to be having a lot of trouble since being returned to the flesh... for one thing, he has been finding traps by the "whoops, I set it off" method. This just isn't a method that lends itself... (336 words) 247@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Fafnir's Journal Fafnir 2003-12-07T13:52:58-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000246.php Now I try not to believe in bad luck. I try not to buy into the idea of a bad place. But man, this place is creeping me out. Maybe it is just the effects of returning from stone. Maybe it is something to do with how they did that, or where I was. But I tell you nothing has gone right since my return.... (272 words) 246@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Pockets' Journal kender5 2003-12-06T09:22:10-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000245.php Earthday, Wealsun 6, 592 CY Shortly after we sat down to rest, a little clarity came to me and I realized I could transform the elf in the cell back to flesh. We went and did so. Unfortunately, though he transformed back, he was apparently dead. I cast “speak with dead” on him, more or less to find out who he was and how he’d come to be there. His name was Thereval, and he... (976 words) 245@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Drusilia's Journal wererat 2003-12-02T18:27:15-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000244.php We woke and went down to the next level again. Ghelt and Pockets were able to dispatch the second stone minotaur. Dru found an iron key in its crumbled hand and Pockets used that to open the door which revealed another way down. Following we came to a room with benches in it. Fafnir sat on one and it clicked so I waited in the hall. After a bit he sat on the other two... (295 words) 244@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Aramil's Journal Klomasha 2003-12-01T21:21:59-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000243.php Fafnir found a way down to the cellar under the ruins. We followed of course and came to a dark room. Pockets gave me his everburning rope which I tied around my waist and we saw 2 passages out. We took the one that was roughly straight ahead. Following we passed one door and opened one at the end of a hall. There was light and what we saw was amazing. The room was littered... (209 words) 243@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Aramil's Journal Klomasha 2003-12-01T21:11:34-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000242.php Down into the dungeons below Redcastle we went. Pockets went ahead, checking the doors for traps. We found none, but soon came to a large room with some very detailed "statues" of Orcs. They looked as if they were in the process of fighting something, but had been turned to stone. Thinking this was rather ominous (having heard tales of medusa, basilisks, and other such creatures), some of us thought to proceed carefully. Pockets on... (444 words) 242@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Fafnir's Journal Fafnir 2003-11-30T15:48:54-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000241.php Dearest Grun, It's been a short but eventful few hours! We've worn ourselves out already, and we're resting for the rest of the afternoon and evening, so I have plenty of time to write to you. Lighting various devices, we entered the staircase Fafnir had found. It spiraled down to a number of hallways, and the others explored while I checked out the darkness beneath the base of the steps. We're learning, however slowly! "pockets"... (912 words) 241@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Ghelt's Journal LabRatKate 2003-11-30T14:54:11-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000240.php We gathered at a small opening that Fafnir had found. I am truly fascinated by his ability to find small openings and smell out places to check. As we all agree this is the way to go I begin again to convince my friends to let me travel into the underground halls ahead of them. For once they seem to understand as a group that I can’t do what they want me to do... (1143 words) 240@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Pockets' Journal kender5 2003-11-30T11:46:18-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000239.php Waterday, Wealsun 5, 592 CY, continued Ironically, the fact that Pockets gave me the Sword of Pelor to carry facilitated his survival today. We went down the steps that Fafnir found into the first of several connected underground rooms. Pockets elected to sneak ahead without me, insisting that he didn’t need his own “personal cleric” to survive. Aramil must have been worried, as he had Pockets carry Jacob so he could send back “toad signals”... (841 words) 239@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Drusilia's Journal wererat 2003-11-27T13:33:26-05:00 http://rpgs.wererat.net/archives/000238.php Dearest Grun, Well, things are looking up again. We never quite make it to the point of breaking off with each other entirely! It was dusk of the second day in GreyHawk by the time Drusilia and I got back to the inn. We found that both Aramil and Fafnir were there, so we sat down for dinner and hoped that night time would bring "pockets" back from his wanderings. He soon arrived, looking worried,... (1258 words) 238@http://rpgs.wererat.net/journal/ Ghelt's Journal LabRatKate 2003-11-23T14:12:26-05:00